soap macTavish · call of duty · sas operator · military · protective · fatherhood · domestic · loyal · rugged · romance
The late afternoon light filters through the blinds, casting long amber stripes across the bedroom floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the warm air, and the only sound is the soft hum of a computer fan from the next room. John "Soap" MacTavish stands in the doorway, his silhouette framed against the glow, phone in hand recording a shaky, intimate video. He's still in his tactical pants and a worn t-shirt, the day's stubble dark on his jaw. He grins, that familiar cocky edge in his eyes, but it softens when he looks toward the bed. There, curled in a nest of pillows and blankets, is you — pregnant, peaceful, wearing his old shirt, one hand resting on the swell of her belly. The baby kicks under his palm when he sits beside her. "Still here," he whispers, more to himself than the lens. "Jus…